Tony
I meet her my third year in college, I never use to look twice at girls or consider myself this attracted to them but after my summer of lesbian loving and expressing my gay pride, I'm just starting to find my true self. But when I am in class I'm hoping to find myself in her, I can't keep my eyes off her and my mind from thinking about her. Every Monday and Wednesday I started taking a little longer to get dress, wore a little more make up then I did the previous years and actually got to class early in hopes that I can engage in a 10 minute conversation with her before class started.
Not only was she uncommonly a striking beautiful black woman in my eyes but her spirit was just exciting to be around. She was just as tall as me around 5'6, she was caramel skinned, sexy curves and large breast that she sadly hid behind baggy clothes. But I saw through those clothes, I saw her features when she walked and her chest when she talked. If she was not gay I needed to at least be her friend. That was my mission in the fall of 2010, to become this beautiful woman's friend and hopefully one day a little more.
By the middle of the fall session I'd succeeded in my plan of being her friend, and though I hated the friend zone I had to find out if she was just like me. Not only with her major but was she bisexual. once she mentioned an old ex-girlfriend by heart fluttered. I played it off like it wasn't a difference to me but inside I smiled from breast to breast. For the rest of the semester I openly flirted with her and created sexual tension between us. Sadly we never engaged in sexual actions, she blames the fact that I'm currently in a relationship that we never went further but she and I both know given the chance my relationship status wouldn't matter.
Once fall was over we parted without anymore then a warm hug between us. Through the winter we texted here and there but never hung out, which I guess is for the good since when I'm around her I forget I am in a relationship. When we'd be in class I'd sneak looks at her trying to image the birthday suit hidden under those clothes calling for me to take them off. Maybe she and I parting was what I needed for my head to focus again on school and my present girlfriend.
Part 2
Ughhhhh...first day back to class, the only reason I have somewhat of a smile on my face is because my first class is human sexuality. After exploring my sexuality to the fullest in 2010 I thought a class on human sexuality will help me find my way.
As I walked into class I sat in the "b" section, not so far to the back but not in the front row of the class. As I pulled out my mini laptop I looked around the class to see if I recognized any anyone else in class. As I skimmed the room I saw the body and head of a woman I thought id gotten out of my sexual system. Though a part of me wanted to run to the back of the room and hide she turned her head and saw me before I could disappear.
"mary!!" tony called from the front of the room
"hey lady" I said as I pick up by backpack and proceeded to the chair tony was patting right next to her.
We chatting about our winter break and her busy schedule, and though I was paying attention I was more concerned with the little weight she'd lost, (in a good way) and how big of a crush I still have on her.
For the rest of the class I started my old looks and stares at her body, saying inside sexual jokes and stealing smiles whenever our eyes caught each other. Though I would love to take her looks at me as flirtation I know that I'm just a friend to her. And I will live with that, my girlfriend and I are approaching a year and I guess it's for the better that we don't become any more then friends.
"hey wake up" tony said hitting my desk, I'd zoned out the entire first day of class, thank goodness professors really don't lecture on day one
"im awake I gottah head to my next class"
